Hee That Blowes In The

Better The Feet Slip Then The Tongue.

Say No Ill Of The Yeere, Till It Be Past. [say No Ill Of The Year Till It Be Past.]

To The Counsel Of Fools A Wooden Bell.

A Well-bred Youth Neither Speakes Of Himselfe, Nor Being Spoken To Is Silent.

Hee That Keepes His Owne Makes Warre.